Hi,

If you're coming here for the first time, Hi! Nice to meet you! And if you're going to read some of my older posts from my old teen angst self circa 2012-13, please excuse the pessimistic and emo tone of the posts. I was an angsty teenager who was struggling to ace her SPM. Please disregard any cringey sentences or remarks. I like to think that I am more mature and at a mentally stable state now. I hope any prior posts would not otherwise influence your perception on me.. Have fun reading! Or not, you do you.

Thursday, March 1, 2018


March 1st, 2018 - Today was a sunny day. It was raining heavily the day before.. I was drenched and cold throughout. So, having some sun coming out to play was an excellent reward. I went to an extra credit talk about the science of sex in Islam. It was an interesting talk, because growing up Muslim, the topic of sex has always been somewhat taboo and inappropriate. Within my education background, I don't recall learning the branches of sex knowledge in the Islamic society. There has always been maths, astronomy, etc. So, it was rather eye-opening and refreshing to have a Christian theologian studying this particular issue and presenting it in formal talks. 

After talk, my friend, Syifaa' and I sat at one of the benches near the Quad to have some donuts. We specifically chose a bench that had a direct sunlight exposure, but I guess it was still too cold as we found ourselves shivering while indulging the warmth of the donuts. I got the donuts from the Malaysian Student's Association (MASA)'s fundraising right before the talk. I have come to terms that I cannot deprive myself of all things sweet in the effort of getting healthier. So, I have accepted to succumb to my cravings once in a while and to have ~balance~ in my life. 

Tuesday, August 8, 2017

turned 22 today. such a weird age to be. i feel like 17, but that's 5 years ago. i slept early last night because of my jet lag, and i dreamt of stealing a ysl handbag and got away with it. there was a series of going up and down the elevator, with each floor opening up to a haunted, creepy basement. i remember being scared with adrenaline rushing through my veins.

Thursday, November 17, 2016

SF: City Hall








Some gloomy San Francisco feels on a relatively cold Seattle day.

I remember being scared on this day. We decided to walk from our motel to the City Hall, which was about a 15-minutes walk, so we thought, yeah we could do that, that's our average walking time to campus. But lo and behold, the sketchiness of San Francisco unraveled within itself and had me scared for life. That was the scariest 15 minutes of my life. Witnessed a guy being arrested by the po po, saw some other guy breaking into a car in the middle of the day in the open space, ran from a homeless woman because she came up to us in close proximity and scared us away. Never walk in San Fran, guys. Maybe we were staying at the sketchier side of the city, but nope, never walking in San Fran again. 

But I had good memories of the day too, like, having halal chicken wings on an empty stomach, which picture I did not include in this post because I am currently hungry and broke to get some chicken wings.